GLOUCESTERNow, good sir, what are you?EDGARA most poor man made tame to fortune's blows, Who by the art of known and feeling sorrowsAm pregnant to good pity.

The prince of darkness is a gentleman!

When we our betters see bearing our woes, We scarcely think our miseries our foes.

Cordelia! stay a little. Ha! What is't thou say'st? Her voice was ever soft.

All dark and comfortless.

Men must endureTheir going hence, even as their coming hither.Ripeness is all.

And worse I may be yet: the worst is notSo long as we can say 'This is the worst.

През дрипите прозира всеки грях, а мантии и шуби скриват всичко!

Proper deformity shows not in the fiendSo horrid as in woman.

Howl, howl, howl, howl! O, you are men of stones!

But I am bound upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears do scald like moulten lead.

If we are really committed, we better get start taking care of our shit.

It's kinda hard bein humble in the belly of the struggle, Doin things that probably get you in trouble.

Some people think that doctors and nurses can put scrambled eggs back into the shell.

I felt the first soft glow of intoxication that makes the blood warmer and spreads an illusion of adventure over uncertainty.

Mechanizing man's work had changed but not lighted his toil.

Ignorance is not stupidity, but it might as well be. And I do not like feeling stupid.

All soils are not fertile.

We don't need to fundamentally transform America. We need to restore America.

Conversation takes practice; the more we do it, the better we get, and the more easily we do it.

The only tip I have for an artist is perseverance... Never give up.